They'd followed Vash for 17 years, all over the godforsaken planet.
"You guys are like lice on a thomas," he grumbled once. "Or shadows. Can't shake you."
"Yep!" Millie agreed happily. "We're your twin shadows, Mr. Vash!"
Vash glanced at his two shadows cast by the twin suns, and smiled faintly at them. He never mentioned it again.
They'd followed him through bustling cities and tiny hamlets. They'd wandered through caravans, hijacked sand steamers (twice!), hospitals, crashed SEEDs ships, and the inevitable bars and saloons
But... a graveyard?
"Damn it, Vash," Meryl cried, "You weren't suppose to die before me!"
